RANDOM

At once you find yourself in an immense room, the ground floor of a warehouse that has gone immediately black the instant you've arrived, blinked out so quick you see the afterglow of flickers even as you orient yourself. But too late, too late, already the room's gone black, a terrible inky black, and the few windows you glimpse glimmer impossibly far away. You look at them, trying to see how close they might be, sizing up the hope to running to one before... before something (SOMETHING, the something you know but will never admit to) comes... even as the windows draw farther ever farther back, growing dimmer all the time, and you know (AND YOU KNOW) you'd never make it if you try, watching that last false glimpse lost itself in the absolute darkness...
The computer is off. You have no hope.